#The Masquerade au

[bl00dfroma-fairy]

[svampira]

and there was only one vampire horse👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

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[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

Great explanation 👍

Redraw of this

[flipppyflopp]

Sebcroc joins the Glorious Masquerade 🐊✨

I couldn’t help myself from drawing Rollo’s reaction to Sebcroc after I finished designing Sebcroc’s outfit. I just know that Rollo would be disgusted by Sebcroc, like a magical crocodile creature? Loved by Malleus? Someone get Rollo his handkerchief 🤢

I had fun working on something silly and quick, since my previous posts have been detailed and angsty. The masquerade outfits are a lot of fun and I hope to draw more of them, but we shall see what inspiration I get. Good luck to everyone rolling during Glorious Masquerade! I hope Malleus comes home quickly 🤧

[charmeecoffee]

Here’s my Radioapple masquerade au!

I had so much fun making these designs, and I wanna make more fits for the rest of the cast :)

[birmit]

Some quick doodles with Avis in VtMB/VtM AU as a vampire from Tremere clan I have a period of nostalgia for old games and ttrpg...

[avisdymart]

I believe i did something while crossovering Rollo Flamme from Twisted Wonderland and Midsommar

[starry-bi-sky]

*points at bruce and danny in 'late at night when the nightingale sings'* THESE TWO MFERS MEAN SO MUCH TO MEEEE

no thoughts head empty just these two socially inept fools finding family in one another. like yes you go you funky little death omens stole that one from a comment on the fic, so if you see this you know who you are, discover that family isn't only tied in blood.

bUT onto less mushy stuff: these two being shenaniganizers; tomfools. Bruce realized that Danny didn't actually know he was Bruce Wayne and instead of going "oh actually im bruce wayne" he went; "hrm... how long can i keep this going until he realizes...."

like. i think they deserve to be the sillies. just utter goobers the both of them. like, danny makes the wittiest side comments, dry quips, under his breath towards Bruce while they're out in public (Danny covering his face with a face mask) and Bruce is trying not to laugh. Meanwhile if Bruce makes one sly comment about someone to Danny, Danny's gonna collapse with laughter.

Bruce plays straightman in most of their bits, he has the best fucking poker face. But also I firmly believe he does actually enjoy Danny's puns. Look me in the eyes- look me in the eyes. Try and tell me that a man that willingly agrees to call a car "the batmobile" even after his eight year old ward grows up (thus negating the need to go along with his antics) doesn't enjoy a good, well-placed pun. Look me in the eyes and try to tell me that. That's right you can't.

He's gonna spit out a well-placed pun in the driest, most boring Batman Voice Ever one day while he's getting ready for patrol, and Danny's gonna fucking die of laughter. He's gonna lose his mind. Bruce is going to have a half-dead sickly teenager laughing his lungs out in the chair. That's a new core memory right there, every time Danny thinks about that he's gonna start giggling.

just!!! these two making each other laugh! That's so important to me. So so much. I nEED Danny to get Bruce to smile and laugh and I need Bruce to make Danny do the same. Danny's all snark and sass and Bruce is all deadpan and dry quips. Do you all see my vision.

[kupo-theincendiary]

when you never got round to redesigning chat noir so you have to do it in the moment and your only idea is green

i hate those boots so theyre staying

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[mechanoize]

masquerade

[fruitbythefoot7]

bylerween day 2: masquerade

tfw oh. oh.

@bylerween

[endomentendo]

*a tiny jelly-cat like creature knocks on the door to the Red Queen and King's throne room*

"Pardon my intrusion"

*they slowly move closer*

"I- uh..."

"I made a gift for you! Sorry if they're not good, I tried my best..."

(I actually painted these lol)

(Editors note: I LOVE EM!)

[flipppyflopp]

“All we gotta do is ring that bell, right?” 🔔✨

One last silly Glorious Masquerade comic before Book 7 consumes my inspiration. Sebcroc au is just so fun to revisit as I get to think about how he could dramatically impact different events, like Rollo’s evil plan. I just like the idea of Malleus, Idia, and Azul being like, “How can we get close to the bell with Rollo in the way? If only we had something large and hard to throw at the bell to ring it from afar.” Cue them all looking at the little crocodile who has somehow managed to keep up with them the whole time.

Anyways, hope everyone is ready for Book 7 as well as Sebek’s dorm card dropping tomorrow! I have lots of fun ideas in store for Book 7…can’t wait for you all to see them. 👀

[strnilolover]

Masquerade Ball …

(this is in second person <3)

The palace was alive with excitement on the night of the masquerade ball. Nobles from neighboring countries, prestigious guests, and even members of the royal family’s inner circle had come to celebrate under the grand chandeliers and golden arches of the ballroom. As the evening approached, the palace was bustling with preparations, every servant and maid in a frenzy to ensure every detail was perfect.

In Matt’s bedroom, you were carefully fastening his collar, adjusting the dark, elegant fabric of his suit. Your fingers worked delicately, your heart racing slightly as you stood so close to him, feeling the warmth of his presence.

“Thank you,” Matt murmured, his gaze fixed on you with that soft intensity you’d come to know well. His mask lay on the table, a sleek design in dark hues that matched his attire, leaving his eyes just visible beneath it.

You glanced up at him, managing a shy smile. “Is there anything else you need matt?” you asked, your hands dropping from his collar to rest at your sides.

He shook his head, smiling faintly — but he quickly changed his mind. “Actually, yes. I have a surprise for you.” His voice was warm, teasing, with a glimmer of excitement that caught you off guard.

You raised an eyebrow, confused but intrigued. “A surprise?” you whispered. He nodded, gesturing toward the adjoining door that led to his private bathroom. “In there. Go on.”

You looked at matt for a moment before turning your gaze back to the bathroom door. You took a hesitant step forward, but then fully walked forward. You hand grabbed the handle, turning it before pushing the door open.

When Matt told you to check the bathroom for a surprise, you hadn’t expected anything close to this. You held your breath as you entered his bathroom and found a gown — a stunning dress in purple and gold, shimmering with delicate jewels that caught the light. There was a matching mask, adorned with lace and gems, lying beside was a handwritten note — in no other than matt’s handwriting himself.

Wear this tonight. For me. Join me at the ball.

Your heart raced, disbelief mixed with a thrill that made your hands tremble as you picked up the gown. You whispered to herself, “This is risky. This is more than risky. What will everyone think?”

Up until now, your relationship with Matt had been limited to hidden glances and whispered words, secret meetings and moments stolen in the quiet corridors of the palace. But this? Going to the masquerade ball, dressed up as a guest? It was a bold step, and it made you nervous.

Even though your face would be covered — that no one would know it was you, made it more exciting. But you couldn’t help the way your skin pricked with uncertainty — what if someone did recognize you? you weren’t supposed to be seen with the prince in that way.

But Matt had asked you to be there. He had thought of you, arranged this beautiful gown just for you, and left you a note as if you were the most important person in his world. You’d always watched the masquerade balls from the sidelines, helping set the table or serving drinks to the guests, never imagining you could be one of them. The idea was exhilarating.

You slipped into the gown, your hands smoothing the fabric as you looked at yourself in the mirror. It felt strange, being on the other side of things — dressed up as someone who belonged at the ball, as though you weren’t just a maid but an equal. The mask settled snugly over your face, hiding your identity just enough that it gave you a small rush of confidence.

“Just for tonight,” you whispered to yourself, smoothing your skirt. “I’ll be someone else.”

When you entered the ballroom, your breath caught. The chandeliers sparkled above, casting a golden glow over the crowd of masked guests twirling on the dance floor. You’d never seen it from this perspective, never felt the music sweep your away as a guest rather than a servant. It was magical, and though you knew the risk, a part of you relished the chance to feel like you belonged here, if only for a night.

Almost instinctively, your eyes scanned the room, searching for him. You felt like an imposter, someone pretending to be part of this world, apart of matt’s world that you didn’t know how to really fit into well. But, you felt as if maybe seeing matt might make you feel better.

Your eyes scanned the room, searching for a long moment. There were lots of people — ladies dressed in beautiful gowns and men dressed in sleek outfits and ties. But then, through the crowd, you spotted him.

He was talking with a group of nobles, his mask obscuring part of his face but leaving his intense gaze visible, a gaze that lifted and locked on you the moment you saw him. His eyes widened briefly, his lips curving into a faint smile. In that instant, you knew he’d been waiting for you.

Unable to help yourself, you moved through the crowd toward him. His own feet carrying himself to meet you halfway, his eyes never leaving yours as he took your hand, his fingers warm and steady against your own.

“You came,” he murmured, his voice soft with amazement, his gaze sweeping over you. “And you look… absolutely stunning darling.” he held your hand up, encouraging you to spin — and you did, giggling slightly.

You smiled when you came to a stop, you cheeks warming beneath the mask. “I… I wasn’t sure if I should. I mean, I’m not…” you trailed off, glancing around nervously. “I’m not supposed to be here, not like this.”

He squeezed your hand gently, pulling you closer, his expression soft. “Tonight, you belong here just as much as anyone else,” he murmured. “And I wanted you to see yourself this way. You’re not just my maid. You’re so much more.”

Your heart fluttered, and you looked up at him, your voice barely above a whisper. “I can’t believe I’m here, dressed up, actually… part of the ball. I’ve only ever seen it from the other side, watching everyone else have this life.” you admitted.

He smiled, leaning close as his voice dropped to a quiet murmur. “Well, tonight, I want to watch you enjoy it. I want you to see yourself as I see you.” and he pulled back, grinning — his blue eyes stood out under his mask, it made you breathless.

Before you could respond, he took your hand, guiding you onto the dance floor. The music swelled around you as he pulled you close, his hand firm at your waist, his eyes never leaving your own. You felt your worries start to melt away as you moved together, and for the first time, you let herself sink into the moment, letting yourself feel as though you belonged there in his arms — among all these people.

You danced until your heart was pounding, your cheeks warm with exhilaration, every touch and every glance between you two felt suffocating and filled with an unspoken longing. When the music slowed, matt leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear. “Come with me,” he whispered, his voice low and rough.

He took your hand, quickly leading you off the dance floor and down a quiet corridor away from the crowd. Your heart raced, anticipation tingling through you as he pulled you into a dimly lit corner, where the sounds of the ball faded into the background.

You were alone, hidden in the shadows, and he turned to face you, his eyes dark and intense as he took both of your hands in his. “You have no idea how stunning you look darling — how hard it was to not let myself get carried away in there..” he whispered.

Your breath caught, and you felt a nervous thrill as you looked up at him, your own voice a whisper. “It felt strange… being here like this. Like I was part of your world, even though I’m not.”

He shook his head, reaching up to gently cup your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin with a tenderness that made your heart ache. “You are part of my world,” he said softly. “You’re the part that makes it feel like home.”

Before you could reply, he leaned in, his lips ghosting over yours before meeting you in a kiss that was soft but filled with a quiet urgency. You melted into him, your hands resting against his chest as his unoccupied hand rested against your hip — pushing you up against the wall. The kiss was sweet but urgent — quickly turning heated, but it didn’t get too far.

When you finally pulled apart — your breath coming in short pants, he rested his forehead against yours, his fingers still tracing gentle patterns on your cheek. “I want more nights like this,” he murmured, his voice a gentle plea. “I don’t want to have to hide it. I want you by my side, every day, just like this.”

You looked up at him, your eyes shining, voice barely a whisper. “Then let’s have tonight. Just this moment.”

He smiled, brushing another kiss to your lips, and for the rest of the night, you decided to stay hidden in the shadows — forgetting all about the ball and matt’s duties as prince. Letting yourselves believe that, for just a little while, you could have a life together, free from rules and expectations.

[sweetlittlevampire]

My drawing for this year's @mdzsrbb ! It goes hand in hand with "King's Shadow" written by @solmae , a wonderful royalty AU with a happy ending. Follow this link to read it and find out what the drawing is all about!

[birmit]

Feeling really sick but at least I finished this illustration with Avis in Vampire: The Masquerade AU Happy (soon) Halloween!